My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift

A werewolf

"Roxanne... You are a werewolf..."

As Melissa said those words Roxanne felt a loud bang in her head. Her ears became hot and a slight pain began to emanate from her chest. She was hearing the words directly from her mother, yet she didn't want to accept it.

"N-No... That is... That's not true! Grandma, that's not true, is it?" Roxanne said, turning to Linda, desperate for answers.

"I'm sorry dear... But your mother speaks the truth." Linda answered.

Hearing her grandmother say the same thing made her heart throb even more with a painful sensation that was foreign to her. This was crazy, it had to be. But, after everything she had seen... Was it actually all real? Was she truly a... A.. A Werewolf?!

"I'm sorry I kept it from you all this time. Your father and I decided on it several years ago after we had you. We decided to live our lives away from the pack, and just be a normal, happy couple. You see, Roxanne... Your father and I belonged to different packs at the time, and they were not unified. That's why our union was not accepted by our respective packs. We decided to move to a different place to start over. And then when we had you... Our joy knew no bounds. But we knew, raising you as a human, without the environment of the pack, you had to be human.

"I'm sorry Roxanne. Your father and I lied to you all these years, but we did it because we just wanted you to be happy... To live your life without all the craziness of being who we are..." Melissa said as tears dripped from her eyes and her voice broke into sobs.

Roxanne was left speechless. All her life... She always knew she was different. Of course, not in the aspect of supernatural phenomena or anything of the sort, but she could feel it in her bones. Unlike other girls, she had an intense interest in sports and physical activities. Her strength, speed, stamina and concentration was just incomparable to others, even as a child. Her blue hair and eyes also made her stand out, but all those things didn't bother her much. Her parents were there for her and they always made her feel special. On a few occasions, when her curiosity reached its limits, she would ask her father a question.

"Daddy, why am I different from others?"

Her father would smile at her every time and tell her that everyone was different from one another.

"See Jade? She has freckles all over her nose. Do you have freckles Roxanne?" Her father would ask.

"Oh, come on dad, don't be silly. Of course I don't " She would answer.

"What about Paul? He has that huge build. Are you huge like he is?" He would ask again.

She would tell him, 'obviously not!!

He would ask her strings of questions involving her classmates, her neighbours, her friends and ask the same questions. And every time, she would respond with 'No'

"See, Roxanne? Everyone has something the other doesn't have... That's what makes us unique and special. You have something they don't and they have something you don't" He would say. "But dad... Jade and Nina both have freckles, and a lot of people like Paul have huge bodies... But why am I the only one who doesn't have anyone else like me?" She would ask again, unsure of her father's words.

But he always had an answer for everything.

"Don't worry Roxanne. I'm sure somewhere out in the world there are people like you... You just haven't met them yet." He always said,

And now, here she was... Standing in a place filled with them. She was a Werewolf and now she was surrounded by people like her. Her mother trembled as her hands shook on her shoulders. Roxanne watched as her mother sobbed in regret and pain. Did her mother think she was angry?

"Mom... It's okay. I-I get it..." Roxanne said, holding her mother's shaky hands as she brought them down from her shoulders.

Melissa looked at Roxanne with shock as she saw Roxanne smiling softly.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐